Wednesday, August 19, 2015


I'm 37 weeks, 4 days pregant.  Pretty much this little fella can come tomorrow or in a month.  The beauty of it is that I am not made privy to this information until the last minute.  Wonderful.

I've been cleaning my house like a crazy person lately.

Backstory: I've managed to contract pneumonia twice this pregnancy and am finally recovering from the most recent bout.  When I am that sick and this pregnant, our house (and sometimes our child, to a small degree) is a bit neglected.  It got pretty bad.  Now that I'm on the up and up I have a lot to make up for in the house keeping department.  I'm even deep cleaning...walls are getting scrubbed, floors are getting mopped.  It's pretty legit.

Don't get me wrong.  My house still isn't clean.  My three year still lives here.   The point is, I am a cleaning fool and I want some serious props for it because scrubbing the floor with this belly is no easy feat.

The other day, Adam mentioned that perhaps I am nesting.  I got a bit hopeful that I might really be nesting.   I wish that deep cleaning everything all the time was in my nature but it just isn't.  Perhaps nesting is the explanation for this sudden urge to scrub everything.  Not that "excited for my baby to come" kind of nesting but the "random burst of energy and motivation to clean everything in sight because you are literally about to go into labor soon" kind of nesting.  Pretty sure it's not the latter though. Rats.

As much as I like to think Baby Boy will evacuate my enormous body soon, it doesn't seem likely.  He's in this for the long haul just like his big sis.  My magnificent womb is just too great a place to leave before it's absolutely necessary.  It's a shame really because I'm just certain we will like each other much more once he's not in my body.

So back to the cleaning.  The real reason I am obsessed with the cleaning is because I don't know when all this baby business is going down.  It can't be planned.  I am going to leave my house for a few days, whatever condition it's in, then bring a baby home to it.  People might even be in and out of my house while I'm not there to fetch things.  People will likely show up shortly after we come home to see our little bundle and hopefully give us food. I'll be in no state to dust then.  They will pop in on a house of squalor.

Visitors aside, I'll have this tiny, vulnerable nugget who has to have stuff around him relatively sanitary whilst I am recovering from his expulsion from my body and while wonderful yet grubby three year old wreaks havoc on my home.  I certainly won't be wiping baseboards then.  I'm pretty sure I will be just scraping by while adjusting to my new brand of chaos.

And so, I clean everything on repeat like a mad the world is going to come crashing down tomorrow...because it just might.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Little Fella

I've been brewing this little fella for a while now but I'm bad at blogging so I'm just getting around to writing about it.

That's our little guy at 22 weeks.  He and I are both measuring a bit big.  I have gained about five pounds so far.  It feels like 30...which has been lovely:

After about 8 months of trying, we found out I was pregnant on the morning of Christmas Eve 2014.  We decided to buck tradition and just spread the word.  We told Adam's family that night and my family Christmas morning.  I think another babe is a pretty solid Christmas present.

First Trimester:
I felt completely terrible the entire first trimester.  This baby has been much harder on me than Avynlee was.  I may have to get back at him when he's a teenager or something.  Really, it was awful. I was sick every morning, every night, and intermittently throughout the afternoon.  I ate a lot of toast and drank a lot of sprite.  Avynlee watched a lot of tv (like so much tv). Adam, Avynlee, and I all thought this baby was a girl (obviously we were wrong).

Second Trimester (so far):
At 16 weeks we found out our baby was a little boy.  We were all a bit surprised but we are excited.  Avynlee loves "Stella and Sam" and is really excited to be a big sister and to take her little brother on adventures.  She has been so sweet my whole pregnancy.  She already loves her brother so much and I know she is going to be super helpful (maybe too helpful).  Since seeing her baby brother via ultrasound, Av has been heavily dedicated to getting his room ready.  Far more dedicated than Adam and I.  Thanks to her constant nagging, the baby's room is no longer a storage room and now only has baby stuff in it.  The crib is set up and we've started gathering fabric and things for his nursery.  I'm hoping to get cracking on his bedding soon.

At 20 weeks, I finally started to feel decent again.  I'm still really tired but much improved.  If baby boy can make this pregnancy up to me by being a champ sleeper with a super chill personality, I would really appreciate it.

I'm 22 weeks now and things seem to be going swimmingly.  We're really looking forward to meeting this little guy.  We don't know his name yet but we have a list of about 30 to consider so far.  Some better than others.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Avynlee is 3!

Our best little buddy is now three years old!

Av's party was the evening of the 12th.  She wanted it in the bug room at Kangaroo Zoo.  We decided to run with the bug theme.  She was very specific with her cake design preferences and ended up loving it so I'll call it a success!  Her party was pretty much pandemonium but so much fun.  I think we may have to hold separate family and friend parties in the future.

We spent Saturday afternoon at the State Fair with Aliese, Darrin, and Melee.  Av loved the little interactive farm display and the huge slide.  It was super crowded but so fun!

We didn't have church on the 14th due to Regional Conference so we spent the day having so much fun with Av.  We played at the park, at macaroni and cheese, played with Melee for a couple hours, and opened more presents.  We also watched the Chica Show wish Avynlee a happy birthday with a card we had submitted a few weeks before.  It was such a fun filled birthday weekend!

Av had her three year old check up on March 17th.  We thought she'd need shots so we kind if prepared her for being brave.  She was so stoic the entire appointment and responded to every question very seriously.  Then she didn't end up needing shots afterall!  She even seemed slightly disappointed when we told her she didn't need shots but then ended up wanting to stay longer (she really loves Dr. Duffy) so we sat in front of the building while she enjoyed her sucker.

This adorable kiddo is still enormous.  She is 40.16 inches tall (98%, more than three inches taller than average), and weighs 36.6 pounds (92%).  Her speech is fantastic aside from her inability to say "f" and "v" sounds.  She is super social and loves being in ballet and swimming lessons.  She can count to about 15 and counts things specifically (not just listing numbers).  She can identify the letter, sound, and a word beginning with that letter for almost every upper case letter and about half the lower case ones (mostly the letters which look alike).  I post her responses to her birthday questionnaire soon.  We sure love having this little buddy in our lives.  She is so sweet, funny, smart, and beautiful.  Happy Birthday, Avynlee!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

4th of July


We managed to squeeze some fun, much of it not pictured, into our yardwork packed June.  Here's proof.